And the Envelope, please…
I am The Answer.
Married life is a constant reminder by your spouse of the obvious. In case, you aren’t so connected in purpose and love, let me share what I am able to share. If you don’t know it, the spouse does.
Simplistic as it sounds, when one spouse gets it and the other doesn’t, just ask. For me, anyway, it was Kathy. Or your spouse may tell you regardless of whether you ask or not. It was that way for me after the last post. Not only did she tell me, she blogged the answer. She was right. I am the miracle, already.
By now I was hoping that one of my followers would symbolically knock me across the back of my head and in German ( like my father) utter the words, “dummkopf” meaning dumbhead. They should have told me what Kathy told me last week after reading what I had posted. They would have told me that I was already the miracle even though it wasn’t exactly what I (the proverbial “I”) thought that it should be. Og wrote a scroll about it. Kathy knew it. I discovered it. But I didn’t feel it. Remember the four boxes. The thought, coupled with emotional feeling?
So I’m working on getting that emotional part right. With a longer sit I know I will have it.
The retreat has been impossible this past couple of weeks and Kathy and I are picking ourselves up, dusting ourselves off and trying again to get 24 hours or more of quiet contemplation and meditation. The good part is that we both have done it before and so we know how to do it and will get it done. I feel really positive about everything and happy. I smile a lot, tease Kathy sometimes, and, as she told me last night, I make her laugh and be happy. That’s a pretty good miracle in 7 weeks, don’t you think?